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    • Thursday, April 09, 2009

    I feel that I'm Nicole again and not V. I have my story book, something that understands me. Somebody that knows how it feels like to lose someone. I feel luckier compared to the character inside, at least he ain't dead. But well, I love this paragraph! "She hadn't had a decent night's sleep since that day at the morgue. Her body felt like it had been beaten with a hose. This must be what it felt like to get old. It wasn't that your body fell apart from living so long. It was that you had to take so many stompings from that you'd be happy when the time came to close your eyes and never open them again" I wished there was a text from him everytime when my phone rings eventhough it won't be and it couldn't be, but I still hope. I don't know what for, when part of me says forget him. Hanging out at PP, the place is like our 2nd home. Just wish that everything will be back like 2 years ago.

    ACCEPTANCE 12:51 AM


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